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This image features D'orjay as a baby. They wear a cowboy hats and dungarees.

In Spirit of The Adolescent: D’orjay The Singing Shaman On Spiritual Reintegration & Aid.

It was in 2020 when D’orjay, debuting Shit My Shaman Says: Volume I, a work Axe Pulse agnate in its anti-linear subversiveness, first came upon my newsfeed.

Daniela can be seen holding a microphone and paper. She is knee deep in water, reading. Her outfit is dark blue, light blue, and brown gauzy material floating on the water.

COVEN BERLIN reads the YEAR OF THE BOG on the Beach – THE PHOTOS

COVEN hosted this beautiful reading in the summer of 2022 on the beach with authors Zinzi Buchanan, Inky Lee, Daniela Medina Poch, and Meghna Singh. We selected their articles as…

This looks like a photo that’s been edited to appear almost drawn. Featured is a group of people waiting at some kind of bus stop-shelter. The photo is shot from above, like from a drone or the window of an apartment overlooking the stop. Of the people there, you can clearly make out a man talking to two women.

Site of Desire

Emotional as in congratulations, mental illness runs in the family. Also, coronary heart disease.

An image of two outlines of faces above a torso. There are arrows indicating movement and their mouths are open.

The 5 Ws of Having a Threesome

When considering having a threesome, there are five very important questions you should ask yourself to have the hottest and most fun experience possible for all parties involved.

Digital collage created with a still of Andy Samberg looking like a hunk from the 2007 movie Hot Rod. Image by Flip Zang.

In the first episode of The Lonely Island (2001), Ardy, played by twenty-three year old Andy Samberg, all lips and shaggy curls, stars in a goofy early-90’s-hip-hop-MTV-style interlude. From the twin-sized bottom bunk on my ten-centimeter iPod screen, I studied this scene with adolescent gravitas.

Two memes featuring an animated person with short dark hair gesturing at a yellow butterfly. On the left, the meme labels the person "trans bbs" and the butterfly "bog trees", with the bottom caption reading "U my gender?" On the right, the same image labels the person "artists" and the butterfly "bogs" with the caption reading "U have body?"

Bog conjunct neptune – dreams and jeopardy

i see trees falling as they cannot ground/roots can’t hold onto anything /that would give them stability

A landscape photo of the whole room where our installation is. The view here is from someone at the end of the room, opposite from the entrance. Here we see a lilac-colored room with like-colored fur trim on the walls. In the room is a large changing room bench that is painted green and covered with like-colored fur. We see an old 90s era thick television, scattered papers and clothing on and around the bench.

AXE PULSE – THE PHOTOS

As part of the large group exhibition titled How (Not) to Fit In – Metaphern der Adoleszenz at Villa Merkel, Galerie der Stadt Esslingen, in Esslingen, Germany, which ran from May 8 – July 17, 2022, COVEN BERLIN created the installation and environment we called AXE PULSE, eponymously named after our current magazine and curatorial theme (which can be read here).

Tumblr user with false horns and a text collage displaying the words "part boy part god" over the demigender flag

QTGRL.Me Girlonline At The End of An Era

The internet in the 2010’s was a very special time and place to come of age as a trans woman. It was right at the end of old systems of categorization and identification, as well as the old internet.

Lesen am See #2: COVEN BERLIN reads the YEAR OF THE BOG

with: Zinzi Buchanan, COVEN BERLIN, Inky Lee, Daniela Medina Poch, and Meghna Singh
NEW DATE: Sunday 4th of September at 6:00 pm (we will be there swimming at the beach from 4pm on! If you want to join, bring 3 euros and a towel 🙂

Address: Strandbad Tegelsee /Zentrum für Kultur und Erholung Schwarzer Weg 95, 13505 Berlin
Hosted by: Neue Nachbarschaft Moabit and Moabit Mountain College

A closeup of a massive circle of black ink, cratered and three-dimensional, with metallic silver highlights and dust on thick grained white paper. Written in pencil above it is: The clock is always wrong.

Wart Paintings

Begun in 2021, Wart Paintings is an ongoing series that is part of an ever-growing body of warts Johanna Hedva has been cultivating for years. Mysterious, recalcitrant, and oddly sentient, warts testify to an animist reality, antagonizing our belief in individual agency by forcing us to negotiate with and relate emotionally to an inanimate foreign body embedded in our own. An old wives’ tale states that warts will leave the body if you simply ask them to, as if they are listening. There is a relationship there—what is it?